<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:04:14.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petty Anger</title><subtitle type='html'>There are things that get me down, but I'd rather be angry than sad.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-115021977166577221</id><published>2006-06-13T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:09:33.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was there ever anything as boring as my lecture today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/binhodderlove%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/binhodderlove%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued on through the history of archaeological thought and big names today....it was a little like slogging uphill through the mud. One set of drooping eyelids in the back, one set in the front....and the other six pairs made an OK showing of staying with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have talked about the wife-swapping or sherd-throwing, ah well, tomorrow is dating techniques, and that my friends, is perhaps the only topic more entrancing than neo-Marxism to students in summer intro course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I didn't get much sleep last night because the rat/squirrel that lives in the wall was back and scurrying/munching with a vengeance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-115021977166577221?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/115021977166577221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=115021977166577221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/115021977166577221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/115021977166577221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/06/was-there-ever-anything-as-boring-as.html' title='Was there ever anything as boring as my lecture today?'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114996350412652116</id><published>2006-06-10T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T11:18:24.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So as the sisters sat</title><content type='html'>enjoying their lunch at St. Louis Bread CO. across from the theater where the Omen was playing, I wondered why the only flickering lamp in the whole place was over their table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114996350412652116?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114996350412652116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114996350412652116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114996350412652116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114996350412652116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-as-sisters-sat.html' title='So as the sisters sat'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114961280361434665</id><published>2006-06-06T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T09:57:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in St. Louis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/sadiehump.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/sadiehump.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Panera overflowith. Not having an internet connection at home for the next month, gives me a perfect excuse to give in to my St. Louis Bread Co. (aka Panera) addiction. It shouldn't be to hard to stick to my diet, because I know the calorie pitfalls and can avoid them. It will, however, reek havoc on my salt intake for the month. Ah well, I will worry about my blood pressure in August when I am back in Ann Arbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to start prepping for my class that starts in a week. I am pretty excited but also a little nervous. I miss Dan and the pups, but it is good to be somewhere besides Chambana. I was getting all worked-out being in the lab 12 hours 7 days a week. The only day I had off for the entire month was the half day Dan rolled into to town. We had a nice visit, but he had to leave pretty quickly to get back to his teaching load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he was in town, we even patronized the Urbana Dog Park. If Urbana can have one, WTFIWW Ann Arbor? They really need to get their act together. Yes we bitch bitch bitch, but that's because my bitch Sadie and her bitch Charlie are so sad they can't run free in this bastion of liberalness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone noted on the AAIO webpage, just give it to us already and we will be happy....but no, I don't want it to be a breastfeeding dogpark, SMs and Rots just don't mix. I hope they institute a 12 and older policy, no one under 18 without their parents rule like St. Louis (University City) did. Yes it's a little anti-family, but it takes a lot of the stress out of worrying if my dog's gonna rip into some kid's jugular....which she never would because she is so sweet, but she might knock someone down running like she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, St. Louis is surprisingly cool (only in the 80s), and I am staying at our condo until we close in a few weeks. Then I will have to find a place for the remainder of the term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its bittersweet, and bittersweat, to be here, but at least it's a change from Champaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw, the first replacement in the spell check for dogpark is "despairs").&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114961280361434665?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114961280361434665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114961280361434665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114961280361434665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114961280361434665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/06/back-in-st-louis.html' title='Back in St. Louis'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114809584333808556</id><published>2006-05-19T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:50:31.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davenport Hall of Horror</title><content type='html'>I wish I had a photo of Davenport Hall, perhaps I will post one later this week. It was a dark and stormy night....no not really. I do, however, feel as if there is a perpetual cloud over the building and that the clock's hands are stuck on the witching hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a lot of buildings on a lot of campuses. What is it that makes some seem more like sets from B-movies than others? Dear readers, what buildings freak you out on campuses across the country?&lt;br /&gt;I hardly ever become nervous working late at night in the anthropology department at Wash U. Once after 72 hours and no sleep, I saw some floating Coke cans, but that was just my mind and not some metaphysical specter. After that I believed the study about airline pilots going crazy with sleep deprivation, when I had previously thought it was an exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Museum building at Michigan is fairly benign. Come on kids, after the &lt;a href="http://www-personal.umich.edu/~pughd/cball/"&gt;curators' ball &lt;/a&gt;who could see it as scary? Yes, maybe some of those cruators go creak in the night, but none of them walk down the hall with the REE-ree_Ree soundtrack playing in the background. When the camera pans to Flankus, we don't expect something to jump into the frame and scare us. I can't think of any of them eating their yogurt with a side of eyeballs, can you? Now, I admit that back 'n '99 there was some freaky stuff going on in that building, still none of it was all that gory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about Davenport Hall in Urbana, on the other hand, just gives me the Willies. Even in the middle of the day I can be walking down a corridor, and I start to feel the walls pulse around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be too much chemical fumage, or perhaps breathing in all that prehistoric bone dust? How long do you think weird shit from the past can live in soils and on bones? I don't think I brought back any rodent feces so that rules out hanta, and there aren't any fleas, so no plague. Taos isn't a big risk area for Valley Fever. Prehistoric staph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, Ohh, OMG, it's another premise for Fox's &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/house/"&gt;House &lt;/a&gt;. This one isn't as good as &lt;a href="http://theedgeeffect.blogspot.com"&gt;Dan's&lt;/a&gt; where the young grad student measuring artifacts pricks his finger on an Amazonian dart, but it has promise even if we follow the formula. After House has ruled out poison, chlamydia, and some rare form of Cancer, will we find that this is just another episode about Wilson's disease? I sincerely hope not. I vote for botulism from the ling-anth friend whose kentuckian mother's canned goods were unfortunately mis-sealed. Your right, botulism is too predictable, and too easy to diagnose. How about bird flu brought back from Syria by a professor named Henry. We didn't even know Henry was sick, because his immune system is so hard core that he only showed slight symptoms before recovering. While visiting the dying student, Henry and House can talk about bikes. We learn that House not only speaks a little Chinese but also a little Arabic. OMG, House is sooo hot! In this episode, Cameron reveals that before her marriage, and before med school, she considered being an archaeologist, but that the ability to change the world and help people was just too limited......No, Cameron does not moon over Henry as she usually does to visiting scientists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a freak, and sometimes a hypochondriac, but regardless there seems to be something wrong with Davenport. If not the structure itself, perhaps it is the work I do there. On glassware-cleaning-acid-bath days, my heart rate stays up for hours, and as many of you know, I can think my blood pressure to 150 over 90. Is this the source of the claustrophobic-like meanderings of my mind? Last time I went to the doc, my diet and exercise had helped the BP. It is getting more difficult to keep it up by thinking panicky thoughts, and my resting heart rate has finally gone down to 85bpm (from the hummingbird rate of 100). So, yes, while it could be my occupational nervousness, I just don't think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hallways also are very long, which is not unusual in campus buildings, but there is something about the length to width ratio that just sets off my spooky meter. Maybe something bad happened there in the past and I am picking up on it.  I don't really go in for that kind of thing, despite loving movies about heaven and hell. Finally, I don't think it is the one-armed janitor, he is very nice, and not at all urban-legendy, well mostly not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling weird in Chambana since I arrived. It could be the mounting pressure of working 12 hour days 7 days a week, for 13 days..... and only having 36 collagen and apatite samples prepared (when I proposed over 150). Stan says that now that I've got the system down, I don't have to be dependent on him being in town to work. This means that I could come back almost any time to finish the work. I am sort of hoping that my class in St. Louis doesn't make, then I could stay and finish up. If not, I hear it is pretty common to get extensions on NSFs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, there is fresh blood in the lab this week. A very nice student from Wisconsin. David says he is used to working long hours. We will see how his time here compares to what he is used to. He is only staying for about a week, and I don't think you can break a person in that amount of time, especially if he is already a good worker......Unlike me who instantly doubled my sluggish 6 hour work days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - the spellchecks number one replacement choice for NSF is "nosebag," wtf is a nosebag?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114809584333808556?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114809584333808556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114809584333808556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114809584333808556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114809584333808556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/05/davenport-hall-of-horror.html' title='Davenport Hall of Horror'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114774921582814759</id><published>2006-05-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T16:24:23.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ragu de Mort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/ragu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/ragu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/ragu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/ragu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So besides being crazy busy in the lab, I had a pretty miserable weekend stomach-wise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My housemate John kindly offered to cook dinner for me. Delicious!!!! Eggplant and pasta with red sauce, mmmmm! Unfortunately, I got pretty sick. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I discovered that he had been eating out of a jar of pasta sauce kept on the pantry shelf for a few weeks. His previous roomie from the Netherlands opened it, and he decided to finish it. I guess they don't always "refrigerate after opening" in France (or the Neatherlands, since who knows how long mystery Dutch-guy kept it open at room temp). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I was the only one struck down by the three week old Ragu. I guess my stomach is a lot weaker. Some have suggested my sickness was psychosomatic, but I don't believe you can think your poop into a liquidy state after every meal for three whole days. The dry-heaves, yes, maybe those were the product of my twisted American mind. Thursday and Friday, I felt that if I could just Ralph, or"choke" as my 5-year-old nephew says, I would be ever so much better. No luck, what we had here, was a one-ended path to despair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All weekend I was worried that I had some horrible bacteria or toxin growing in my stomach. After examining the jar in the recycle bin, I found that although the sauce looked fine to John, the inside of the lid had a lot of blue fuzz. So, what was growing in my stomach? I soon learned that botulism was unlikely. &lt;a href="http://experts.about.com/q/Food-Safety-Issues-767/index.htm"&gt;Carol C. Schlitt, &lt;/a&gt;Extension Educator, Nutrition and Wellness University of Illinois Extension, put my mind at ease.....well mostly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Fortunately, botulism spores only vegetate(grow) in the absence of oxygen. Since you say the can was open, botulism would not develop. And the symptoms for botulism are not flu like but attack the nervous system-- so I would stop worrying about that particular bacterium. Thank goodness it was meatless sauce-- the pH of the sauce is lower (more acidic) than spaghetti sauce with meat making it a less likely environment for harmful bacteria to grow. Food spoilage organisms (such as mold, etc) probably would take over long before food borne illness bacteria multiplied to sufficient numbers to cause illness. Most bacterium that cause food borne illness cause flu-like symptoms -upset stomach, diarrhea, vomiting. And these symptoms can occur as soon as 30 minutes of ingesting up to 72 hours later (depending upon the bacteria strain). I hope this has helped and that by the time you are reading this you are feeling fine. It's true that Europeans do not refrigerate their food as readily as Americans. Many of their food products that we normally refrigerate are aesceptically packed which allows them to be shelf stable. Perhaps he is use to this type of sauce. However, once this type of packaging is opened it must be refrigerated for safety (even in Europe.)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt much better after bland food for three days, and a course of yogurt therapy to regrow my good bacteria (thank God for mango lassis!), Anyways, John has started a new bottle on the shelf, I am timing this one to see how long it takes him to get through. I also won't be eating any more of his pasta. Then again he did help me meet my first diet goal of 152lbs, so maybe on my quest for 144, I should ask him to cook for me again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114774921582814759?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114774921582814759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114774921582814759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114774921582814759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114774921582814759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/05/ragu-de-mort.html' title='Ragu de Mort'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114724053633639023</id><published>2006-05-09T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T22:58:12.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a leaf from Jamielc</title><content type='html'>After seeing Jamie's lovely &lt;a href="http://jamielc.blogspot.com/2006/04/poems-of-san-juan.html"&gt;Poems of San Juan&lt;/a&gt;, I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Isotopes Oh Isotopes, a slow&lt;br /&gt;Process for collagen and apatite.&lt;br /&gt;Rotary tool it grinds and cleans, then lo&lt;br /&gt;sore fingers, hand, and wrist. Goombye eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;My carpal tunnel hurts like hell, and I've&lt;br /&gt;been standing half a day for samples twelve&lt;br /&gt;in number. Singing dust, the fumehood jive!&lt;br /&gt;NPR yawn, in acid baths we delve&lt;br /&gt;the samples and my hand, oh s**t, oh f**k&lt;br /&gt;that hurt a bit. Yikes, baking soda helps&lt;br /&gt;and water too. If I've got any luck&lt;br /&gt;No contamination 'a develops&lt;br /&gt;I hope to load and run them soon, so we&lt;br /&gt;Can see if Taos turkeys Corn-fed be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should get off to bed so I can arise early and beat Deepak to the shower, bike in if it doesn't rain, and rinse the NaOH with dH2O eight times so we don't make salt during the next step. After this, I suspect I will prep more samples and have my arm go numb for the rest of the day and night. Stan seems to think if I wore more clothes, I would have less numbness. Maybe I will try a sweater. After living all winter at 55, the UIUC Anthropology department's thermostat set near 70 degrees seems positively balmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I will wear my brace to bed and hopefully have some arm function in the morning. I have also started taking guggal, an herb used mainly for lowering cholesterol. It also has anti-inflammatory properties, and thins blood. Last time I took it, my arm felt much better. Though after 3 months I had to stop because of slight stomach upset. By that time my arm was in good shape, and my cholesterol rocked! Was it a placebo effect? Perhaps. At that time, I also was supervising 6 undergrads so I didn't dig but an hour a day. Still, a month in the Taos heat with nary a twinge, that's pretty darn good. Based on this bit of success during the summer of 2005, I'll give the platelet-stickiness-reducing guggal another go, because I don't want to do aspirin any more than I have to. If the guggal doesn't work, then I guess there's always the amazing diuretic duo --coffee and beer. Mmmm coffee and beer. Unfortunately, I should only try one remedy at a time, and the guggal can take up to 3 weeks to kick in. Decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to be able to use my hand when I have to measure out micrograms for the machine. It's not as if I didn't have enough to look forward to with the essential tremor. I wasn't counting on ET plus carpal tunnel numbness and pain. My arm will just have to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't get much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was that one summer in a Nebraska poopfield, when someone (a handsome nameless archaeologist who luckily treated me to DQ blizzards or he wouldn't have gotten any at all that summer) had me weed-wacking for 8 hours....and to this day nothing has been that bad for my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weed-wacking for 8 hours, to survey on my knees for 6 flakes in a poopfield, made the numbness last for months....it was like the energizer bunny of numbness.....oh, sad sad hands.....I wish I had some DQ now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114724053633639023?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114724053633639023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114724053633639023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114724053633639023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114724053633639023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/05/taking-leaf-from-jamielc.html' title='Taking a leaf from Jamielc'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114706003964809329</id><published>2006-05-07T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T20:47:19.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fitday Journal</title><content type='html'>check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fitday.com/WebFit/PublicJournals.html?Owner=cwaskiew"&gt;http://www.fitday.com/WebFit/PublicJournals.html?Owner=cwaskiew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114706003964809329?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114706003964809329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114706003964809329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114706003964809329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114706003964809329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-fitday-journal.html' title='My Fitday Journal'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114679350274544126</id><published>2006-05-04T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:05:24.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discover...The card that pays you someone else's money, then loses yours</title><content type='html'>At the end of March I noticed a $3000 payment posted to my Discover card. Imagine my surprise, since I had only paid $600 and now there was a $2,800 something credit! So I call their customer service, and my month and half long saga begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that Discover customer service is one of the easiest to get in touch with. Much easier than Citibank or MBNA. The first time I called Discover, I was routed to their Utah center, 2nd and 3rd times to Arizona, then back to Utah for calls 5 and 6. Some other states for the last 5 calls, but I've been connected to the Utah call center reps most frequently, and they are the most polite. Mormons? Gotta wonder, or maybe prisoners. More likely, what we have is people who went for the snow, and are not qualified to be rafting/wilderness guides in the summer. Poor souls, they now have to work in the off season, performing what has to be the suckiest job ever. Do they get a commission for asking when I call about a problem if I want a balance transferred? I much prefer to think these things through and do it online at my leisure! I can also sign up for their cashback deal of the month online, thank you very much. Don't try to sell me anything, just fix the problem I called about!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first call, I asked Discover if they could tell me where the check was from. It had only cleared the day before according to my online statement. I frequently visit my banking and credit sites daily, so I notice when any unusual activity occurs. Customer service said that they couldn't tell, only that the payment was "mailed in." I find this humorous because its been almost 4 years since I've sent a check to the credit card companies, much preferring online banking. The woman in customer service didn't know from whom the check originated. She asked me if I had done a balance transfer, since these are commonly mailed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I had recently done a transfer. The above mentioned $600 was from Citibank because they were offering a really great APR on transfers. I had just charged the overdue Federal Income Taxes to Discover, because you know, Discover is the card that pays you back! Until, we were paid at the end of the month, it was time for some creative money shifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, ma'am, I have recently done a balance transfer. But no, it wasn't for $3000 and the $600 Citibank transfer hadn't shown up yet. No, I'm sure I didn't mail in $3000 and forget where it was from. Yes those online bank payments for $60 and $300 are from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after some hemming and hawing, they tell me that they will have to open an investigation to track down a microfiche copy of the check. Come the F on...It's only been one day since it showed up in my account, and it's already on microfiche???!!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover tells me that once they sort it out, they will send me a letter. But because, I would like to have resolution before 3 weeks, they tell me I can call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later still no word on where the check is from. At this point I figure it is something that was miskeyed and some poor schmuck (who still mails in his checks) just got a huge late fee plus lots of interest due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I came to this conclusion I briefly fantasized that my father (who still mails in all his checks) had *Discovered* a really old statement and decided to do a Robinhood. Yes highly unlikely, but not completely out of the realm of possibility, since my sister had recently told me that he was worried about our finances and didn't think we would take any help******* Dear reader, our finances are fine, actually they are pretty good for two long term grad students, but I wouldn't be too proud to take a gift from family. *******Yes it was unlikely that Dad was playing anonymous donor, but because Discover had been on the case 3 weeks and still no leads, I had to wonder. So, I asked my mother and she didn't think it was Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, week 4, I see on my online statement -$3000 payment correction. I call them for the 7th time and they can finally tell me that it was a miskeyed account and that they have it straightened out now. Great, Yippeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end? I think not!&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to know why the Citibank $600 cleared 3 weeks ago but hasn't show up in my Discover account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover apologizes yet again, and yesterday they began another investigation for me. I do not have much faith in the people who key in payments. I guess this is why I prefer to pay online and not do balances transfers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They better find my money! Arggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114679350274544126?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114679350274544126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114679350274544126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114679350274544126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114679350274544126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/05/discoverthe-card-that-pays-you-someone.html' title='Discover...The card that pays you someone else&apos;s money, then loses yours'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114599352224178052</id><published>2006-04-25T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T12:32:02.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction.....About Panera</title><content type='html'>That awesome awesome awesome employee is at the Washtenaw store, I guess I go to Panera so often (or perhaps this is a sign that I don't go often enough) that it's all mixing in my brain.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the spell-checker doesn't like Panera -- the number one choice on the replacement menu is penury....funny, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114599352224178052?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114599352224178052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114599352224178052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114599352224178052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114599352224178052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/correctionabout-panera.html' title='Correction.....About Panera'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114599273724194571</id><published>2006-04-25T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T12:28:33.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panera Update</title><content type='html'>Panera customer service must have passed on my email to the Colonade store, because this afternoon I got a call from the store manager. She was very pleasant, and said that most people do in fact prefer the number delivery system. She said they did some kind of customer survey. I guess I am in the minority, (along with the people who were sitting and griping at the table next to us). She did however tell me that any customer is more than welcome to pick up their food. She said that sometimes the people working the number delivery tell folks "We will bring it out" because they think some customers don't know that's how it works there. She said if an employee said that to me, I can reply, "I prefer to pick it up myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114599273724194571?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114599273724194571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114599273724194571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114599273724194571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114599273724194571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/panera-update.html' title='Panera Update'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114592999287231476</id><published>2006-04-24T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:54:12.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pat from Panera Bread's Response</title><content type='html'>April 24th 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Christina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for contacting us. We appreciate your kind words and your feedback. The number system is currently being tested in your area. We have received a few complaints regarding the older "pager system" and the "name system" that we have previously used. We are only looking at easier options for our customers, nothing is permanent. I will make sure to share your comments with the appropriate decision makers. Thanks again for your thoughts, we value your business and appreciate your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards,&lt;br /&gt;Pat Customer Comment Coordinator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114592999287231476?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114592999287231476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114592999287231476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114592999287231476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114592999287231476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/pat-from-panera-breads-response.html' title='Pat from Panera Bread&apos;s Response'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114592760663643176</id><published>2006-04-24T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:59:30.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biothane orange is NOT the new Solent green, and not it's not really our Last Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/hpim0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/hpim0313.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where, oh where, can my Sadie be? The Dusty took her away from Me. She's gone to Grandma's, so I've got to be good. So I can see my baby when I Leave San Juan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were out on a date in her daddy's car. We hadn't driven very far. There by the road, straight ahead, a squirrel was treed, and a possum was dead. I couldn't stop, so I swerved to the right. I'll never forget the sound that Night. The screamin' Charlie, his tail rolled up, the squirrels laughing hard and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where, oh where, can my Sadie be? the lord took her away from me. she's gone To Grandma's, so I've got to be good. so I can see my baby when I leave San Juan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up the rain was pourin down. There were doggies spraying all around. Something warm flowing over my eyes. But somehow I forgave my baby that night. I closed her window, she looked at me and said. woof woof woof woof, just a littleWhile. I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss. I found the love that I Knew I had missed.Well now she's gone. Even though I hold her tight. I lost my love, up north, for a week.Oh where, oh where, can my Sadie be? Kodi took her away from me. she's gone To grandma's, so I've got to be good. So I can see my baby when I leave San Juan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Dave Matthew has bought the rights yet. AFAIK the Stones haven't either. If you represent a major label, you should know that before shooting any music videos, the Sci-Fi channel must approve Sadie's contract to make sure it doesn't conflict with SG1's filming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/biothane%20orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="202" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/biothane%20orange.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, OK, so it's only been 11 hours. How will I ever make it a week? Honestly, I could use a break, and it probably won't be that hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pups should have fun too, after all, they're "dogs on vacation." While we're in San Jaun, I hope they don't run off on my parents like they have every other time they've been "dogs on vacation." With the lake having thawed, at least they can't prison break across it, like we suspected they did this March. If they do escape, As long as they stop at Breezy Pt. and don't decide to go overland to Florida, and then swim to Puerto Rico, well, we will all be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my parents appreciate that Charlie and Sadie are wearing orange hunting collars like those pictured above. What a wonderful product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Biothane Orange collar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is perfect for swimming, running or just hanging out. The dogs don't get that awful lake Charlevoix (or Saline River) smell ground into their sweet puppy necks. Charlie says: "Buy some now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dog will love it, even if he is anti-gun. Charlie and Sadie, wish they could go hunting, but their&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy says "Not until you're 17!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie says:"But Dad...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie says "Guns hurt my ears, but not as much as that time the daddy rolled my tail up in the window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie Says:"At least you didn't loose any ear-flesh like the time the mommy didn't know I was there....I wanna gun, I wanna gun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daddy Says "Guilt trips won't work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;At first telling your kids no may seem hard, but they will soon forgive anything, because in this fashionable attire, not even cool dogs named Trout can make fun of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These collars are not only reflective, but Sharpie works great for writing phone numbers on them. Charlie and Sadie have a multitude of numbers: my folks', uncle's, and their "other-daddy" Brad's. Unfortunately, or fortunately, our numbers on their tags will be the last one's called by the UPS lady after she lures them into her brown truck with tasty hot dogs......made out of hot dogs. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/solent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/solent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend these for all dogs who spend time in nature, not only does it make them hopefully more visible during hunting season so they don't end up as SadieJerky, but the collars make a great conversation piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FYI: I have no issues with hunting when you eat what you kill. Just stick to permitted wildlife, please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114592760663643176?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114592760663643176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114592760663643176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114592760663643176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114592760663643176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/biothane-orange-is-not-new-solent.html' title='Biothane orange is NOT the new Solent green, and not it&apos;s not really our Last Kiss'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114585128993422839</id><published>2006-04-23T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:06:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatty McFatty gets a Muscle Biopsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/biospy%20needle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/biospy%20needle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know that I am crazy - crazy for science. I took part in a University of Michigan &lt;a href="http://www.umich.edu/news/index.html?Releases/2005/Dec05/r121505b"&gt;medical experiment&lt;/a&gt; about sluggish behavior, obesity, and energy storage this past month. The &lt;a href="http://www.kines.umich.edu/faculty/full-time/horowitz.html"&gt;folks &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kines.umich.edu/research/cxr/sml.html"&gt;involved&lt;/a&gt; in the experiment are awesome, but the blood draws, &lt;a href="http://home.hia.no/~stephens/biopsy.htm"&gt;muscle biopsies,&lt;/a&gt; and compensation really suck. If I didn't care about science, boy would I have quit after the first &lt;a href="http://www.kines.umich.edu/research/cxr/smlstudies.html"&gt;trial&lt;/a&gt;. So many students have provided cheap labor for our dissertaions over the years, it's time to give a little back. I hope they find enough people so Nick can write up soon. I also believe we need more humans willing to take part in clinical trials. That said, $375 didn't nearly cover the time and pain -- perhaps the time alone or the pain alone, but not both together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan was great support, holding my hand, talking about Charlie and Sadie, and refreshing my ice towel as they cut into me. So now I have three tiny scars on my upper thighs. Dr. Jeff feels pretty bad about the size of one of them, but it was my fault for jerking when I felt my blood trickling down. It was really surprising because I was so numb, I didn't feel the incision. The biopsy itself sucks, it was supposed to just be extreme pressure and cramping, but the only time I've felt more pain was getting an IUD placed, or maybe that time I broke my leg. The good thing is the pain only lasts about 30 seconds, and you go from screaming to laughing. I guess if you are a tough cookie, you just grunt and bear it. They actually do this to people without numbing, right after exercising in some studies, wow, those subjects must be hard-core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in the hospital, CNN ran a study that fat people may feel pain more, but all I can find is this &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/content/article/119/113317?src=RSS_PUBLIC"&gt;link.&lt;/a&gt; I don't know if this is true, or if I screamed like a girl, well, because I am a girl. There was also talk about the non-dominate side hurting more. If I ever get a muscle biopsy again, I will only let them touch my right side. No way can they go near the left. Also, the compensation would have to be way higher than $375 for three overnight visits. When we crunched the numbers it worked out around $5 per hour. Although, I could do my own research while in the hospital, it wasn't the best work environment. In St. Louis it seems they pay much better for studies. But I guess you take what the grant will give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, they do some really cool tests on you, like a bone density or dexa scan. My bones look awesome, but unfortunately I found out I am 50% fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the perks is that now I get to see the nutritionist. She set me up on &lt;a href="http://www.fitday.com/"&gt;fitday.com &lt;/a&gt;and things are going pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2.5 weeks I have lost 5lbs! I'm down to 155, Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the summaries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.5 week average of RDA Goals (I'm not taking a vitamin yet, maybe I will, but right now I am against it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fat-Soluble Vitamins&lt;br /&gt;Nutrient Units Intake RDA % RDA&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin A mcg_RE 846.26 800 105.78&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin D mcg 0.481 5 9.61&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin E mg_ATE 4.39 8 54.91&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin K mcg 63.51 65 97.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water-Soluble Vitamins&lt;br /&gt;Nutrient Units Intake RDA % RDA&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin C mg 81.03 60 135.05&lt;br /&gt;Thiamin mg 1.19 1.1 108.41&lt;br /&gt;Riboflavin mg 1.15 1.1 104.34&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin B-6 mg 1.29 1.3 99.18&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin B-12 mcg 2.45 2.4 102.24&lt;br /&gt;Niacin mg 17.85 14 127.49&lt;br /&gt;Folate mcg 267.74 400 66.93&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Personal Goals set up by Sacha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutrient Units Intake Min Intake Goal Max Intake Goal&lt;br /&gt;Calories kcal 1642.8 1400 1600&lt;br /&gt;Total Fat g 63.27 50 60&lt;br /&gt;Sat Fat g 21.21 13 17&lt;br /&gt;Sodium mg 2954.4 2400 3000&lt;br /&gt;Carb g 187.32 190 220&lt;br /&gt;Fiber g 22.73 20 35&lt;br /&gt;Protein g 75.64 50 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I barely squeaked in under the Sodium and am slightly above my max intake goals for calories, fat, and saturated fat. Overall I feel like I am doing pretty well. As far as the multi-vitamin goes. I get my vitamin D from being outside, my blood seems to be clotting just fine, so I guess that leaves vitamin E and Folate to worry about. I don't know about E, but I don't plan on having any children soon such as before 2015 (if at all).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114585128993422839?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114585128993422839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114585128993422839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114585128993422839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114585128993422839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/fatty-mcfatty-gets-muscle-biopsy.html' title='Fatty McFatty gets a Muscle Biopsy'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114584307872315461</id><published>2006-04-23T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:37:06.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No cash? God takes electronic payments</title><content type='html'>OMG. The ole alma-mater. ...Dearborn Divine Child High School, DCHS, crazy, crazy. This is pretty amazing. I thought it was pretty awful of my parents to drop their payments in bi-annually. If they are going to get the same amount of money regardless, would they rather have it in smaller installments weekly? Hmmmm. Still it's nice to see technology keeping up with tithing. I wonder if this has reached Olathe yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060305/LIFESTYLE04/603050392/1001/rss21"&gt;http://www.detnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060305/LIFESTYLE04/603050392/1001/rss21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114584307872315461?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114584307872315461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114584307872315461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114584307872315461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114584307872315461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-cash-god-takes-electronic-payments.html' title='No cash? God takes electronic payments'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114582070223685080</id><published>2006-04-23T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T12:31:42.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Panera Customer Service</title><content type='html'>Dear Panera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love your products and try to eat at your stores a lot. We even own stock because we think you are a great company. I have been to all of the franchises in Ann Arbor, all the ones in St. Louis, most of the ones in Champaign-Urbana, one in Overland Park, KS, and some on the way to Florida. I ask for your gift-cards for all occasions. When we lived in Clayton on Concordia Ln. just across the street from your head quarters, I ate at your store almost daily. The point I am trying to make is that I do have a sense of how things differ regionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a little disappointed with my Ann Arbor experiences, most especially at the Colonade Store. The food is still great, and the service is very personable, but they have decided to use those number cards to deliver the meals to your table. Some people may like this, but it drives me crazy. I admit that I am a slightly impatient person, but part of the Panera appeal for me, is the quickness in receiving higher quality food. It is a great place to go and do work because of the Wi-Fi. I like being able to order, go fill my drink cup and get napkins, and then have my buzzer go off soon after. It is very appealing to be able to grab my food, get a table, and then settle into eating, discussing, or doing business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, your store was quite busy, and this is good for a stock-holder to see, but the lag between food ordering and delivery was a little long. Your food prep people were just as fast as usual, but when I went to the counter, which is the method at every other franchise I have been to, a worker politely scolded me, and said I would have to wait and that he would bring it out. Because we had two orders, and they are personalized by the sides, and I know your menu front to back, I knew that ours were ready. I think he was worried that I would grab someone else's order, or perhaps that he would get in trouble for not doing his job. Well, I decided to go back to the table and not make a fuss. I could have saved your worker time picking it up myself, and the toasted sandwich wouldn't have arrived with cold bread in the five minutes he took to get through the backlog of other people's orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still eat at this location, but I wonder if the "cafe" atmosphere is really helped by the number-card system. I much prefer the buzzer, or even having names called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Jackson Rd. store is my favorite in Ann Arbor, and you have an awesome staff there! One woman who always works the cashier is especially great (I feel bad that I haven't noted her name, because she certainly deserves to be employee of the month on cheerfulness/helpfulness alone....she is a little older..50/60ish and wears a lot of those charity color coded i.e., pink for breast cancer, yellow for troops bracelets.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like your store on Washtenaw by Whole Foods. There they do have a little more confusion about substitutions, but they always fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three stores in Ann Arbor seem to be doing a hopping business, which is wonderful! Though it is more of a drive, I think I will be visiting the Jackson store more, unless I am at Barnes and Noble or Whole Foods. My husband still likes the drive to the Colonade store, but I am too often frustrated there so given my druthers, I would choose to go to the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the ramble, but I guess my question is..does the number system and employee bringing the food to the table really help the Colonade Store? I realize it must be a franchise by franchise decision, but the Colonade store is the only one I've see do it, and I am not in favor of it. It would be interesting if your company had stats on the stores that do this vs. the others. I guess if the average customer enjoys it and it increases sales at locations, then it is probably the way to go, if not, you might consider passing this opinion on to the franchises that use the number-card/food delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely&lt;br /&gt;Christina ****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114582070223685080?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114582070223685080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114582070223685080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114582070223685080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114582070223685080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/letter-to-panera-customer-_114582070223685080.html' title='Letter to Panera Customer Service'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114573133167970914</id><published>2006-04-22T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T11:45:20.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CBS Poll on Religion, Evolution, and Politics.</title><content type='html'>Here is a poll from earlier this month conducted by CBS. It might be old news to you, but I found it sort of interesting. Their sample size was fairly low 899 I think, and probably did not include those of us in a unique demographic: "CELL PHONE ONLY HOUSEHOLDS" (though I could be wrong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/htdocs/CBSNews_polls/religion_041306.pdf"&gt;http://www.cbsnews.com/htdocs/CBSNews_polls/religion_041306.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like a lot a people (82%) believe in God or a Universal Spirit (9%), those who attend church most regularly tend to be Republicans who approve of the President's handling the country, and religious people feel they are discriminated against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What blew me away was the % that reported that they attended services regularly (weekly?). It was 40%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found, the question that they asked folks about how they saw religion, God, evolution, and science (complimentary, exclusive or non-applicable to each other) fairly interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, do I discriminate against the religious? I would like to think not. I don't particularly like those who feel it is in their religion's doctrine to &lt;a href="http://www.plastic.com/article.html;sid=06/04/11/04274050"&gt;persecute others,&lt;/a&gt; and even though I believe most speech, regardless how awful is protected, people should not be able to receive funds for their student club from the university (and perhaps should not receive recognition for their club at the university level either). The strange thing I have found about some of the really religious I have met, is their inability to live and let live, to turn the other cheek, to practice Jesus' message of love. Yes they may say they love the sinner and hate the sin, but no, they really do hate the sinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to live and let live, I don't know if I would like to go to a physician who didn't believe in evolution. If she followed protocol with diagnoses, treatment options, if she knew all about the latest tests and prescriptions, read all the new journal articles, and bought into micro-evolution, THEN it is possible I wouldn't fear for my life. If I had been happy with my doctor, and only had minor things wrong with me, and it came out that she thought humans were designed 10000 years ago, would I stay with her? I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0805073396/104-9752892-0372753?v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;What's the Matter with Kansas? How Conservatives Won the Heart of America by Thomas Frankin &lt;/a&gt;at my doctor's office in Ann Arbor, and my Physician said "You're awfully brave to be reading that on this campus. It's nice to see." I don't think she knew what it was about, she just saw the big elephant on the cover. Maybe she leans left, and thought I leaned right and was applauding my strength in the bastion of liberalism. At that moment I had a different feeling, like she thought I was to the right of center and so was she. Who can ever really know what's in a stranger's, or a friend's, mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a moment's pause wondering if I wanted to continue to see her, but she's a great doctor and I could care less what her leanings are, if she does her job competently. That moment's pause was mostly in regards to birth-control, but I immediately thought "she works for the university so she has to be fairly open." I have seen her quite a few times, and she has been very easy to talk to about my concerns, I feel like she has recommended what is in my best health, after discussing all the various methods of birth-control out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to ask her about the Hot Bath method, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114573133167970914?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114573133167970914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114573133167970914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114573133167970914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114573133167970914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/cbs-poll-on-religion-evolution-and.html' title='CBS Poll on Religion, Evolution, and Politics.'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114568493344728845</id><published>2006-04-21T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T13:20:23.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather be down 3 minutes than up 1</title><content type='html'>Ok, so we all had a wunderbar time bowling. Go Team. For those of you who couldn't make it, or those in attendance who somehow missed the smack talk: &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Dan and I have a *little* competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Each week, the point spread is converted into minutes and then favors are paid for time owed. FAVORS! Like cleaning the bathroom, or something nicer like a massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In answer to tonight's Qs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"No, having nookie is not a chore, but it is nice to have a little incentive to bowl my best."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Although, I did clean the bathtub in the nude, it was in no way sexual. It really did take me the 40 minutes owed. No, I wasn't soaking in the tub. Yes, it was that nasty, since it hadn't been cleaned since moving-in in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasks and favors can be mixed and matched in any agreed upon way. Balances can carry over into the next week, and bargaining does occur. Some things just cost more and others are only worth what someone is willing to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I owe three minutes. This is way better than winning one minute like when I came ahead last Sunday. That sure was a bummer.... I was down 60 points in the first game. Then I began to rock. Doofy-rue husband, couldn't let me win though could he? No, when I do well, inevitably he does too. In the end, I came back to triumph with 61 points in games 2-4. This sucks, because I sure don't want a one minute massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan should enjoy his three minutes this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114568493344728845?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114568493344728845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114568493344728845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114568493344728845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114568493344728845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/id-rather-be-down-3-minutes-than-up-1.html' title='I&apos;d rather be down 3 minutes than up 1'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114549819824703199</id><published>2006-04-19T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:49:28.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caption Contest Take</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/albestripchristina.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/400/albestripchristina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/albestripchristina.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/albestripchristina.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/albestripchristina.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a caption contest for this cartoon over at &lt;a href="http://r2000.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://r2000.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Looks like the main competition is at &lt;a href="http://pazziebuini.blogspot.com"&gt;http://pazziebuini.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; , but there are some heavy contenders among the comments too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I don't know if these actors are practicing the hot-bath-method of birth-control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114549819824703199?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114549819824703199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114549819824703199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114549819824703199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114549819824703199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/caption-contest-take.html' title='Caption Contest Take'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114549212550543272</id><published>2006-04-19T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T13:18:27.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DTE ENERGY is overestimating us out of house and home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/dte2.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever actually looked at your utility bill? I mean, really in depth, looked at it? Like kissy face, mhwhh mhwhh, Oh DTE, I wanna marry you and have your little gaseous electrobunny babies? Most people don't give the bill the attention it deserves. Are you one of them? Do you merely cringe, and go online to pay it (or break out the old fashion checkbook and stamp)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, it is very important to make sure that A) your readings are actual, or B) if they are estimated, then that the company is doing a fair and balanced projection. Otherwise THEY are winning and you should just piss your money down the drain. For those like us, who move around yearly, and are never in one place long enough for the company to use our previous year's usage to estimate the current season's, well we are just SOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Below see the story of two graduate students who move yearly or bi-yearly and how DTE energy hopes to skate by, and sort of does, then sort of doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/CharlieandSadieParkPlace.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/CharlieandSadieParkPlace.1.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My husband and I are super super cheap when it comes to energy. We never set the thermostat above 55 degrees Fahrenheit in the winter, and sometimes not above 45. We put on sweaters and cuddle dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have had to call DTE at least 8 times to correct our overestimated bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can enter your own meter reading online. If, however, you miss the target deadline for meter-entering you have to contact DTE directly because there is a window of about 5 days during which you can enter your own reading. Contacting them directly, especially sucks when your cell phone does not work in your semi-subterranean concrete-as-all-get-out apartment complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned that A) we don't have a land line and B) we get all our energy bills online now. So to place a call to DTE I have to take my laptop outside (because you need your friggen account number), stand by the meter to read the current number (unless you were smarter than me and wrote it down, or typed it up on the open MSword file), and press a multitude of numbers on your phone to finally get a person. No, dear automated caller system, I am not calling to find out how much I owe. I will not press 1!!! I know how much I owe and it is incorrect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 calls, silly me finally discovered how to email customer service. Not nearly as satisfying as a real person, but what the hey. I can't believe this took me so long since my preferred method of communication is email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's backtrack for a moment however, and go back to the start of September, when the first call (after the initial to set up service) to DTE was placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Call 1 to DTE (Call's 2-6 pretty similar, but with mounting snarkism and frustration):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me: "Hi, I'm calling to report my reading because you have over-estimated my bill." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;DTE: "Why don't you go ahead and give me your reading."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;pause click click&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"OK, your new amount is 35.00."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me: "Thanks for fixing that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DTE:"Is there anything else I can do for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me: "Why yes there is. You see we just moved from St. Louis. My husband and I use a lot less energy than most people. In St. Louis I had to call a lot to get my bill fixed, they finally gave me postage paid slips to mail in with my reading. Do you have something similar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DTE:"You can enter a reading online. But you know, if you just let it go for a month it will get fixed the next time they read."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:"Well, I don't like to overpay my bills. Do you think they will be reading regularly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DTE:"I can't guarantee anything&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;click click pause click&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"But I'm not certain why they've estimated your complex, it looks like they should be out there once a month."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me:"Thanks for the help." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 8 months, this situation is still ongoing. If they never took a reading I would put the date on my calendar and be sure to enter my own reading. The problem is, that they take enough readings (about every 2 months) for me to forget to read. It's not worth my while to stay on top of the date and read, then enter it within the "window of opportunity." So by the time the bill comes and we've used 0-5ccfs, they have us estimated for 20-70. WTF? WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally in frustration, I emailed my representatives &lt;a href="mailto:SenLBrater@senate.michigan.gov"&gt;SenLBrater@senate.michigan.gov&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="mailto:chriskolb@house.mi.gov"&gt;chriskolb@house.mi.gov&lt;/a&gt;. They recommended filing a complaint with the PSC at &lt;a href="http://michigan.gov/mpsc/0,1607,7-159-16368---,00.html"&gt;http://michigan.gov/mpsc/0,1607,7-159-16368---,00.html&lt;/a&gt; (there is a complaint link along the left-hand side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After filing my complaint, a very personable representative from DTE contacted me and "investigated" the problem. She found that the readers were coming out but for some reason the company wasn't using the readings. Go figure? I sure don't get it! She has designated our address as a "hot spot" and hopes the problem is fixed. We'll see next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/dte2.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/dte2.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/dte2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/dte2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;On the aside summary you can see in red everytime I had to call and the credit given to my account for overestimation. You can also get your yucks off if you're into looking at how much gas a person uses (like none for many of the winter months). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main bones with dte: What does the basic service entail if not a meter read once a month? We don't live in the boonies but in the middle of Ann Arbor. I also shouldn't be out the time, energy (no pun intended), and emotional drainage this situation has caused. Who has an extra $100 (or $400) for them to catch up with you eventually? I sure don't. What other service do we pay for that we don't use? If you are having problems like this, I urge you to contact State officials to let them know, and work for a more fair system for the consumers. Practices like these should frankly be illegal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114549212550543272?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114549212550543272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114549212550543272' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114549212550543272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114549212550543272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/dte-energy-is-overestimating-us-out-of.html' title='DTE ENERGY is overestimating us out of house and home'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114538847449824025</id><published>2006-04-18T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T12:33:43.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you think your shifty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/umpa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/320/umpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, the whole world doesn't revolve around me. I know this to be true, but let's give credit where its due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also knew that email to Neal Conan was from my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5228344"&gt;http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=5228344&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114538847449824025?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114538847449824025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114538847449824025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114538847449824025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114538847449824025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/sometimes-you-think-your-shifty.html' title='Sometimes you think your shifty'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114538092720941601</id><published>2006-04-18T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T10:29:22.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll take the Full Monty with pintos and chicken, but hold the chicken</title><content type='html'>So today we went to Moe's Southwest Grill for lunch. I like their bean taco, but am trying to cut down on fats so I didn't want the guac or sour cream. They have three taco options: the Other Lewinsky - beans, meat, salsa, lettuce, guacamole, and sour cream$2.99; the Full Monty beans, meat, salsa, lettuce $2.29; and the Ugly naked guy beans, salsa, lettuce, guacamole, and sour cream $2.39.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'd Iike the full monty with just pinto beans no meat."&lt;br /&gt;Moe's Counter Gal:"That's called the Ugly Naked Guy."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes, I know, but I don't want the sour cream and guacamole."&lt;br /&gt;MCG " Well tell the next guy, it's still the Ugly naked guy."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes, but I want to save ten cents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;MCG rolls her eyes, and writes down Ugly naked guy.&lt;br /&gt;Now we wait 2 minutes between stations for the counter staff to catch up on a called in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe's Counter Guy: "Would you like everything on your Ugly Naked Guy?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No sour cream, and no Guac"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;And since they pride themselves on personability, and making stupid ass jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCG: "Can I have your sour cream and Guac."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Now I'm frustrated and don't want to get into the price difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We wait 2 minutes to get to the next station, while they top the called-in orders they are behind on. Dan is behind me. Since I am passive aggressive, I make conversation with him to let the dude know we are together and top his friggen burrito, so we can pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me: "What did you get?"&lt;br /&gt;Dan: "Just one of their burritos."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sounds tasty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Moe's Counter Guy gets Dan's topping order, and turns to the Moe's Cashier Guy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe's Counter Guy: "These are for here and I think they are together" &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Looks up at our sullen faces, mumble under his breath&lt;/span&gt; "Or maybe not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe's Cashier Guy: "Just these two?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;MCG: "Would you like anything to drink?"&lt;br /&gt;Dan: "One Fountain Drink."&lt;br /&gt;MCG: "Just One?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Just One" &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;as I raise my pointer finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pay and sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to the counter guy's, gal's, and cashier's sniffs and looks of sadness that we didn't play along with their banter, and only ordered one drink, I'd say (if I wasn't so passive, and if I had been pushed over the day's pettyline): "I'm hungry and it took forever to fill my order, you didn't fill it the way I wanted, and we only filled our cup once with iced-tea, not like some single coke-guzzling piggy-pigs" As an added bonus, cashier and counter guys now know irrefutably that we are either together, or that one of us does not drink while eating, (strange as it may sound my sister-in-law was once on a diet that required this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, why the rant? After all, it's only ten cents. IT'S THE PRINCIPLE. Next time, I may just get the chicken or try ordering it with chicken hold the chicken. I am not a vegetarian any more, and even when I was I picked around the meat when I had to. I guess no meat is a 60 cent discount already, but no guac and sour cream is a 70 cent discount off the Other Lewinsky. All I want is another 10 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, if you hate beans and try to get the Full Monty with just chicken, does the MCG give you a hard time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114538092720941601?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114538092720941601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114538092720941601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114538092720941601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114538092720941601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/ill-take-full-monty-with-pintos-and.html' title='I&apos;ll take the Full Monty with pintos and chicken, but hold the chicken'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26334491.post-114530270491784895</id><published>2006-04-17T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T13:39:37.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't sweat the small stuff on ebay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/captainhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/200/captainhat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2987/2756/1600/umpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever left negative feedback on ebay for someone? She totally deserved it. The woman didn't ship my panty-hose for 3 weeks, because she overlooked my payment. When I contacted her, she apologized and said that she would be leaving me a freebie in the envelope. So I withheld judgment til my package arrived. No freebie arrived. I left totally honest feedback, and she responded with "Told buyer my father is dying in the hospital from Cancer." How's that for smearing someone's reputation? Well, my feedback is perfect and hers is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedback.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewFeedback&amp;userid=cwaskiew"&gt;http://feedback.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewFeedback&amp;amp;userid=cwaskiew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26334491-114530270491784895?l=pettyanger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/feeds/114530270491784895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26334491&amp;postID=114530270491784895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114530270491784895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26334491/posts/default/114530270491784895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pettyanger.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-sweat-small-stuff-on-ebay.html' title='Don&apos;t sweat the small stuff on ebay'/><author><name>christina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271243873500656748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
